Kepler’s Secret by Benjamin Schneider
Prismatic strands and bright flecks of stardust,
stretch across ebony fields of empty ether.
alone by Indah Lestari
so pigeons keep coming to this narrow chimney-like space. i hate opening the windows as i am afraid
Continue readingRemembering by Frank Cavano
Tomorrow’s fear is but
yesterday’s panic
The Shored House by Wanda Morrow Clevenger
early June
early in the marriage
early morning
Eastman by Amanda Iacampo
Eastman by Amanda Iacampo “Boy,” she said, “Pick a Christian name,” I stared blankly back at her, And my
Continue readingRadio by Michael Vander Does
Frequencies compete
Bouncing in and out
Speaking over each other
i would like by Mai Phung
i would like
you
to see through the mist
on a rainy evening
Jealousy by Brendan Sullivan
I forgot how jealousy
looked on you –
Prairie by Paul Sammartino
A landscape enormous and wide
opens with great remembering:
Hungry Seasons by Evan Warren
If I could speak in any language
it would be the one winter flirts with
before kissing the fall with its first closed-mouth snow.